Yang Ming was not afraid, and stepped forward to punch! This punch was terrifying, and a dazzling golden light emerged from it, like a layer of golden glow swaying out.

The fist and the knife collided, like the exchange of purple shadow and golden light, splashing out crystal points of light in all directions, and at the same time making a crisp sound.

Shout!

Then it shone brightly, Yang Ming leaped like a dragon, his body shone brightly, and his strong body seemed to be cast from gold, revealing a spirit like King Kong.

The mighty fist burst out, like a diamond hammer blasting forward, with an extremely terrifying huge force, to directly blast Zhao Heng in front of him.

Zhao Heng's body was agile, like a spirit snake moving forward, dodging Yang Ming's heavy hammer. Then the purple gas around the body steamed, and the crystal purple light was released from it, and at the same time, the crystal runes appeared, like stars, and at the same time, the true yuan surged, wanting to urge the secret method.

Yang Ming struck again, his own power was immense, and the power of the riot continued to spread, blasting towards Zhao Heng one after another.

In the midst of this indiscriminate bombardment, Zhao Heng didn't have time to urge the Purple River Secret Technique, so he could only urge the long knife to deal with Yang Ming's bombardment.

Sonorous!

The sound of metal colliding sounded, it was extremely crisp, and Zhao Heng's long knife was like slashing on a piece of diamond, feeling extremely hard, and it couldn't hurt him at all.

"How can this guy just be in the Spirit Pool Realm, this physical body is much stronger than before. Zhao Heng scolded secretly in his heart, he didn't expect that it was just a period of time, Yang Ming had become so much stronger, and the strength of this physical body was quite powerful in the Heart Lotus Realm, which made Zhao Heng really surprised.

"Distracted, this is going to die!" Yang Ming's eyes flickered, and at the same time, the qi became stronger and stronger, and the power of the riot burst out, killing with the momentum of destroying the mountain.

This majesty is like a divine elephant raising its nose, a giant whale hitting the waves, and the thick qi and blood are almost turning into substance, and they are suddenly killed.

Zhao Heng quickly resisted with the horizontal knife, and the purple qi around his body was poured into the sharp blade, and the shape was like the long knife of the lancet suddenly melted, and the crystal purple substance spread from it, turning the long knife into a huge one, turning it into a giant knife as tall as a person. Purple qi condenses, containing quite strong defensive power.

He also had an adventure in the tomb of the Great Emperor of the Southern Wilderness, and his own strength was improved, and he came to resist this attack.

Clang......

A long sound like a bell rang out, shaking the heavens and the earth! The purple qi around Zhao Heng's giant knife was directly dispersed, and the terrifying power bombarded the giant knife, smashing Zhao Heng directly into the ground. My feet sank and half of my calves sank into the ground!

The ordinary soil in this outside world is much softer than in the tomb of the Great Emperor of the Southern Wilderness, and Zhao Heng's strength is too low to be used as a reasonable unloading, let alone connecting heaven and earth, so it will be bombarded into the ground.

"Let me go down!" Yang Ming roared, his body was surging with qi and blood, and the long river that was rushing did not stop, and the mighty power continued to bombard.

In the face of this heavy punch, Zhao Heng could only be forced to defend and be beaten in vain as a sandbag.

"Damn it, open it for me!" Zhao Hengda drank, wanting to urge Zhenyuan under this heavy pressure, and forcibly shook Yang Ming away with a secret method.

But Yang Ming won't give him this opportunity, the whole person is like a strong beast, like a heavy hoof trampling on all directions!

Boom Boom!

The loud noise continued to startle, and the terrifying power blasted out, like a galloping horse, the sound was continuous, and the momentum was huge!

Zhao Heng's body continued to sink, and the violent power continued to blast out, and Zhao Heng was like a nail, constantly being blasted into the ground.

One step first, one step at a time, in the battle, because of their own mistakes or carelessness, the opponent seized the opportunity, and the end was so miserable.

"Give me death!" Yang Ming blasted out with a heavy punch, and the power of the limit of the Spirit Pool Realm exploded, just like the peak of the mountain, and the horror was boundless.

Poof! The giant knife was pressed down and smashed into Zhao Heng's chest, making him cough up blood, and bright red blood spurted out, looking very miserable on his body. His sternum seemed to be cracked, and it was painful. And a lot of his whole body sank into the ground, and only the top of his chest remained outside.

"Bastard, how dare you do this!" Zhao Heng's eyes were split, his eyes full of anger and fear.

"It's over, don't go against me in the next life. Yang Ming hurriedly shook his fist to kill.

This punch was like a meteor streaked across the sky, with a deadly power.

Although Zhao Heng tried his best to urge Zhenyuan, the whole person was stuck in the ground, unable to break free, and could only watch as this punch hit his head.

exploded violently, Zhao Heng's head and half of his body exploded, turning into fragments and splashing everywhere.

"It's over," Yang Ming sighed softly in his heart.

Just when Yang Ming thought it was okay, his heart relaxed for a while. A sharp sword suddenly appeared from behind, stabbing at Yang Ming's heart!

Yang Ming quickly dodged, but he was still stabbed into his side by this giant knife, and half of his body was cut open, and the blood with a slight golden light instantly spurted out and spilled to the ground.

But this danger is not over, Yang Ming still feels a mortal threat, and the whole person is vigilant!

Yang Ming toes, and his body flew out at great speed like a missile. But there was indeed a surge of purple qi behind him, and a strange force enveloped and devoured him!

Purple River Tribulation!

Purple River hemolysis!

The Purple River Secret Technique that Zhao Heng had urged was suddenly here, and the terrifying power was unleashed, swallowing Yang Ming's entire person into the Purple River, and he was confined to it.

"What is this?" Although Yang Ming was puzzled, he still made a quick move, quickly urging the Hundred Split Fist. At this moment, the Hundred Split Fist was even more powerful, and hundreds of fists continued to blast out, setting off great waves in this purple river.

But that's all, it still has little impact on the entire Purple River, and there can't be a gap that is enough for him to escape. And the waves were also permanent, and soon returned to normal, this purple river was as weird as ever.

"I really underestimated you, if it weren't for it, I might have been planted in your hands today!" I saw Zhao Heng standing in front unscathed, with purple light shining all over his body, and the purple river was connected with his body, looking full of momentum.

And Zhao Heng was holding a worn-out little doll in his hand, which began to crack from his chest, exactly the same as the body of 'Zhao Heng' that Yang Ming had exploded just now. Although Zhao Heng, who had just fallen to the ground, was still there, he gradually turned into a point of light and dissipated.

Yang Ming's pupils dilated, but he didn't expect Zhao Heng to have something like a peculiar, which could be said to have an extra life.

"Although this substitute puppet is only from the Heart Lotus Realm, it is still a little reluctant to use it on you, I hope that the three-color divine armor will not disappoint me. Zhao Heng seemed confident.

After finishing speaking, he immediately clenched his fists, and the power of the riot was released, and the purple river surged, and the crystal rune light was magnificent, strangling Yang Ming with quite terrifying force.

"I won't be as careless as you, I will use the Purple River Secret Technique to kill you directly!"

This wide purple river seemed to be boiling, as if it had turned into a magma river, and the power in it was terrifying, much more terrifying than the real magma.

"Hmph, if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!" Yang Ming sneered, his own power bloomed, and the whole person was like a furnace, the scorching qi and blood spread like a raging fire, and the momentum continued to rise, which was extremely terrifying!

"Die for me!"

The domineering fist continued to blast out, and each punch contained a strong force of qi and blood, which was enough to directly blast a mountain stone into powder.

This mighty purple river is constantly turbulent, and the runes in it have exploded, and great waves continue to emerge and shake.

Unexpectedly, this Purple River is still tenacious, still trapping Yang Ming to death, and his power is undiminished, and Yang Ming's qi and blood power was actually swallowed by this Purple River, turning into the power of this Purple River itself!

"How is it possible that this Purple River can devour the power of qi and blood!" Yang Ming's pupils dilated, looking very surprised. The last time he fought with Zhao Heng, his Purple River Secret Technique couldn't do it to this point, although he was tough, his qi and blood power still had a considerable effect.

Yikes!

Another sword appeared, slashing across Yang Ming's body, and bright red blood spurted out instantly! The purple river that enveloped Yang Ming was like a shark that smelled fishy, and quickly 'swam' over, devouring Yang Ming's blood.

"Hahaha, this is the power of Zihe's hemolysis! Your power of qi and blood has no effect in front of Zihe, and can only be turned into its nutrients! As long as I finish preparing, you are just a worm that can be pinched to death at will! Go and die in peace!"

Zhao Heng roared, the long knife in his hand shone brightly, and the purple light was like a halo of amethyst, with mysterious and terrifying power.

Many swords appeared, flashing in the light, revealing a beautiful and deadly feeling.

Yang Ming's expression was heavy, this unexpected attack with 'one life' was too tricky, so he couldn't dodge, and could only fall into the encirclement of this purple river. This purple river was like a quagmire, his offensive was useless, and the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

Yikes!

A sword suddenly appeared, directly hitting Yang Ming's head! Fortunately, Yang Ming reacted in time, and an iron fist slammed into the long knife, making a crisp sound of 'bell'. At the same time, the true yuan operated, the gang wind emerged, and the dexterous wind Ling sword pointed out.

Zhao Heng was not in a hurry, his body melted into the purple river and disappeared. This Feng Ling sword finger only drew a small mark on the purple river, and it was no longer effective.

"Hey, it's useless. In the Purple River, even a monk whose realm is above me will have a headache, let alone you!" Zhao Heng's voice came from all directions.

He infiltrated the Purple River, swimming around all corners of the Purple River, looking for opportunities to kill, and Yang Ming among them could barely catch him, it was too much of a headache.

Yang Ming kept observing and analyzing the situation of Zihe. There is no perfect Dao method and combat technique in this world, and although this Purple River secret technique is strong, it will always have shortcomings. As long as Yang Ming grasps this shortcoming, he can kill and turn the tide of the battle with one shot.

The strength of the fist was huge, colliding with the constantly appearing knife light, and the heavy light rain was sprinkled, and the crisp sound of the Dao Dao was like two pieces of metal colliding, not at all like the collision of a long knife and a fist.

The purple light surged, and the crimson qi and blood rushed to the sky, but then it was suppressed by the demonic purple light, and he was in the prison of death limit!